Prosperity Beauty Live Room

A week later.

Sheng Yan received an invitation from her friends and wanted to ask her to go out at night, the bar all night.

Since I reviewed the past stories with the system a little bit before, Sheng Yan didn’t want to continue to fall into the emotions of the past, so she recently started the live broadcast early and completed today’s live broadcast mission at 9 o’clock in the evening. .

When she saw the mobile phone group news, she was a little confused:

"You guys are not broadcasting today tonight"

"I think it's impossible. I remember that Doki, God A and Brother Wan are all night owls. The live broadcast starts from 4 to 6 in the afternoon. Sometimes it's all night..."

Stubbornly: "Why don't you ask me! Are you not loving me anymore!"

dokidoki: "I! I took a leave today! I just gave myself a day off to go shopping and I will naturally get upset at night!"

Sheng Yan looked at the bouncing hair and couldn't help but she couldn't help but followed his hair before continuing to ask: "Look at Fenglin night, I don't practice awm lately, what about you two"

Watching Fenglin Night: "Today, the website organized an offline game. Just after the game, it is estimated that it will be enough for them to watch a replay for a period of time. Today’s live broadcast has enough time to go out and have fun."

Not practicing awm recently: "Second."

Sheng Yan smiled, and then followed Aite's anchors on several other channels. So everyone looked for excuses to hang up the leave slips, and after a while, they were all set up in a rush.

"At half past nine tonight! We are the most showy chickens on Houhai Street"

Doki made a concluding remark.

Sheng Yan looked at the time, and after dinner, she chose a set of clothes suitable for night-club style. It was not too serious, but it was not very revealing. She only subtly turned her temperament into sexy. .

Before leaving, she still took photos for a long time in front of the waiting mirror in the living room:

"My figure, my face--"

"Oh my God, I'm so good-looking."

She said: "System, if I can't think about it someday, I will split into a dual personality, do you think she will fall in love with me?"

222 sincerely advised her: "Can you think of something good?"

Sheng Yan touched the monochromatic eyeshadow next to her and added some bright color to the middle of her eyeshadow before saying to the system: "Two mes are twice as attractive. Isn't this a great thing?"

system:"……"

Sheng Yan stopped teasing it, humming and went out.

After half an hour.

Sheng Yan stopped in front of a store full of folk songs. The bars on this street have their own characteristics. Gathering, the conversation is not loud, and the atmosphere is comparable to a high-end restaurant at a glance, and there is even a special resident orchestra invited over, like a small concert.

Clear bars, bars, all types of bars you can imagine, there are all here.

At the moment, the one behind Sheng Yan is a small bar with folk style, antique decoration style, with appropriate wooden structure embellishment, light-colored carved wooden windows, and the sluggishness of the small room opened on the second floor. Guitar music...

At first glance, there is a sense of slowness that suddenly settles in the crazy rhythm.

She didn't know why she suddenly felt emotional.

Because it was the first one to go out, she stood in front of the bar she fancyed and posted a message to the group, saying with her friends:

"Newly discovered today, did you like this style when Doki and Xiao Ai went to Yunnan last time? There is a short-haired lady on the second floor who talks about guitars."

She put the phone away after sending the message.

Perhaps it is because there are too many colorful dresses here, and passers-by have long been used to looking away from the ground in front of them, or from various shops with different styles, to appreciate the colorful flowers passing by in front of them.

Sheng Yan put on makeup, didn't wear a mask, and forgot to grab a hat before she left, so she was recognized by one or two people. She wanted to take a photo with her or ask for an autograph. After she was satisfied one by one, she took advantage of the positioning. At this little gap, he shrank into the shop and stopped shaking outside, lest he be recognized by more people.

As a result, as soon as she walked into the store, she realized that something was wrong.

Looking over, the people sitting here are all kinds of girls, some of them are girls with short hair and neutral temperament.

Sheng Yan blinked slowly.

She seems...

Wrong place

People who come to this place at night are all for fun, so naturally they should pay more attention to the surrounding movement. She just walked in. Except for a few tables surrounded by people who were chatting and devoted, almost all the rest went to her subconsciously. Glanced in the direction of.

As a result, at a glance, he couldn't get it back.

Sheng Yan has not never felt the feeling of being noticed before, after all, her appearance is excellent, but...

But it really hasn't been so attractive yet.

After realizing those scorching eyes, she moved her feet delicately, and there was an urge to step back.

At the same time, she heard the reminder of the Dingdong Dingdong WeChat message in her mobile phone.

Sheng Yan pretended not to feel other people's scrutiny of her, walked to a relatively corner of the store, raised her hand and took out her mobile phone to take a look.

Look at Fenglin Evening: "Are there any pretty girls?"

Ai Ai: "Yanyan, my daughter is not suitable for this kind of place."

dokidoki: "You are a gathering place for les... Sister, I know what you said about playing guitar on the second floor. I heard that my girlfriend is really changing like water..."

I haven't practiced awm recently: "Just forget about lace, change the place."

Stubbornly: "I see, you are bent."

Sheng Yan moved her finger, and just about to type a sentence to answer, she had already noticed that someone boldly approached her.

"I think you seem a little familiar..."

Sheng Yan thought for a while, smiled slightly at the girl who came up, and quickly said: "Actually, I went wrong. Excuse me."

Then she stepped out and went out at a fast speed, looked around, and plunged into the bar she was familiar with before.

In the opposite shop.

Hua Baihe sighed: "Some people are straight and squirming on the surface, but in fact they are curved like mosquito coils."

Hearing this comment, Han Yuming put down the wine glass in his hand and said slowly after a few seconds: "She went wrong."

"It doesn’t matter if you go wrong. What I’m more curious about is, why are you still sitting here? It’s just a good story of'walking into the store to save the beauty'. WeChat?"

Hua Baihe looked at Han Yuming in wonder: "When the time comes, don't go back to my world to flood the main **** space with tears."

Han Yuming: "..."

She pursed her lips, and said uncomfortably: "She has just learned some truths, and I guess she is not in a good mood now. I will only make her more irritable when I join in at this time."

Hua Baihe stretched out her voice exaggeratedly: "Oh—"

Then she immediately asked: "Then what is the meaning of your following out, are you ready to send sincere blessings as a former old friend at her wedding with someone else?"

Han Yuming was speechless, and even felt a little headache for her inquiry. He couldn't help but looked at the other person sitting next to Hua Baihe and silently studying the wine glass:

"Ying Fan."

Hearing her voice, Ying Fan raised his eyes to look at her, then smiled politely at her, and honestly replied: "She is my boss."

In short, Hua Baihe does not have the qualifications to intervene, even...

Depending on the situation, it will help-to abuse.

Han Yuming was a little depressed at first, but now that she was so stimulated by Hua Baihe, she almost died of depression.

Ying Fan saw her embarrassment and felt a loss of sympathy for her. He raised his hand to remove the third glass of wine that Hua Baihe tried to secretly pour himself, and said lightly:

"Let's go, let her think about it alone, you still have some things to deal with."

Hua Baihe bulged his cheeks, looked at her, and said, "Okay."

Then, she looked at Han Yuming sincerely and sent her blessings:

"I hope that next time we come to see you, you have automatically solved the object problem."

"As a good employee, let the boss worry less about snacks, understand?"

Han Yuming was almost exhausted and sent away the boss.

Then he hesitated to keep a certain distance to keep up with Sheng Yan.

During this process, Han Yuming witnessed the wave after wave of people approaching Sheng Yan. Whenever Sheng Yan rushed to someone to smile, she would clinch her fists nervously, for fear that the next second Sheng Yan took out her mobile phone and promised to scan each other to add friends, or she raised her hand to write down her phone number.

Fortunately...

In addition to agreeing to take a group photo, Sheng Yan did not agree with anything else.

Even if she is out to play around, she seems to have a ruler in her heart, so that she knows what to do and what not to do all the time. This is also how she was able to change from surprise to danger when encountering many dangerous situations in all previous worlds. The origin of.

During the time when Han Yuming did not participate, Sheng Yan gradually polished herself strong and perfect.

She was no longer the first person who just held out a hand to her, clung to it like a life-saving straw, and walked through the quagmire with difficulty—

But she is still so kind.

Han Yuming was both happy for her and sad for herself.

She knew that the current Sheng Yan was able to live a good life alone, and she couldn't think of any need for such Sheng Yan to reconnect with herself...

Han Yuming thought so, unknowingly followed her into the same bar, and sat down at a table diagonally across from her.

From Han Yuming's perspective, Sheng Yan soon had a lot of people around her.

Diagonally opposite.

Sexy doki, wearing a black lace suspender and leather skirt, sat down beside Sheng Yan. Her newly dyed silver-gray curly hair set off her milky white skin. She was a bit fleshy, especially her face. Her eyes were big and round. Let the otaku love it at first sight, wishing to make a waiting pillow just like her.

As soon as doki came up, he put his hand on Sheng Yan's shoulder, and then leaned in front of her exaggeratedly by the not-so-bright light of the bar:

"Yeonyan, look at me!"

"Dark circles! Eye bags! I can't get rid of the ooh, I clearly remember that you had dark circles when you came last time, what kind of concealer do you use... I rely on you, the makeup is so thin! No, I don't accept it! "

Doki raised her hand to touch her face while talking. When she found that Sheng Yan's makeup was very thin and her face was not covered with acne, she turned into a lemon essence when she didn't even notice her closed mouth and blackheads.

Sheng Yan raised her eyebrows and said to her: "This is a long story..."

Doki immediately said: "Come on, all night cream, eye essence, as long as it is your Amway, I will eat it!"

"Hey, what color of lip glaze, is it lip gloss or lip stain? This color is too good to see, I really want to kiss you after seeing it—"

Doki pouted as he said, making a gesture to play hooligans on her.

The face of this angel and the character of the devil made Sheng Yan a little bit overwhelmed. If she was able to maintain the mentality of a straight girl and let her friends hug her with a clear conscience, then she would be a little bit embarrassed now.

Although it was a friend who took the initiative, she already felt vainly that she was taking advantage of others...

Thinking of this, Sheng Yan quickly raised her hand and patted Doki's face, and said solemnly: "Well, it feels better."

Doki immediately changed his expression and looked at her resentfully.

Raising her hand to lower the hem of the leather skirt, Queen Doki sat next to her in full aura, and said in a gloomy tone: "I just ate a few supper cakes recently, and some people were crazy when I was broadcasting. Swipe the screen, saying that my face is so big that I occupies the screen..."

"It's so **** off my old lady!"

"I want to lose weight! Lose weight!"

Seeing the grumpy doki, Sheng Yan smiled, from a practical point of view, comforted: "Check the number of the bank card you collect money every month, and you will not be angry."

"Those who scold you are not giving money, and those who do not give money are gangsters. Don't reason with gangsters, it will degrade your style."

Doki nodded after listening, "Okay, I'm a Buddha."

Xiao Ai leaned back and laughed beside them, "You still have a way, Yanyan, this afternoon I have listened to her scolding me for dozens of minutes to those who dared to leave comments on her Weibo to mock her fat."

Sheng Yan shook her head, and an extra voice was inserted next to her for a moment:

"I'm here, I'm here! I'm not allowed to open the game before the game, hey, don't you guys order wine? Is it so that you can drink juice in a different place at night? Waiter!"

A few people looked up and saw "Twisting My Little Man Waist" and "Not Pulling Out" coming together. The most burning rhythm in this area is Xiao Man waist.

In the eyes of the audience, this person is a suspiciously **** life anchor. An unscrupulous rich second-generation. Sometimes he broadcasts different foods from all over the world, and sometimes he engages in beauty and bags. Fortunately, he broadcasts whatever he wants and has a wide range of business, otherwise The Beauty Channel must have one more powerful competitor.

Every day he opens a live broadcast room, which is full of fans shouting to give him a baby.

Of course, if the hair is not plucked, it can be integrated with all women. The type of woman who is so good is that she is more **** than the waistline.

Mao Buba pushed aside Xiao Ai, doki and Sheng Yan in turn, and took the initiative to walk to the innermost side of the seat, still shouting "Let's let, let's let, let's, I'm going to fit with my Yanyan--"

Sheng Yan smiled and cursed at him: "Go away, you are the most dirty day by day."

Mao Buba poked her as he walked in: "There is something dirty in my heart, and everyone is dirty."

After passing by Xiao Ai and Doki, he suddenly settled in front of Sheng Yan, with his hands on both sides of Sheng Yan, almost using a posture of encircling Sheng Yan within his own range, and looked closer. He said to her: "You are very beautiful today."

"Oh" Xiao Ai and Doki booed beside them.

Sheng Yan raised her eyebrows and was about to answer this sentence, when she suddenly heard a voice next to her:

"excuse me."

Sheng Yan raised her hand and moved her hair to the corner. When she saw the waiter took a cup of milk-white drink from the tray and put it in front of her, she asked blankly: "What is this?"

Mao Buba raised his hand and smelled it, then looked at Sheng Yan exaggeratedly:

"No, baby Yan, even if they drink juice, you also ordered milk"

Sheng Yan: "..."

She was a little helpless on her face, but thought of Mao's drunkenness, for fear that he would drink himself for a while, so she acquiesced to the fact that he ordered himself a glass of milk.

"The stomach is not very good recently, so drink a glass of milk first."

Sheng Yan took back the cup in Mao Bu Duan's hand without changing her face.

Xiaoman waist hugged her fists: "Yes, this cultivator is admired by the little brother, do you want a **** and the two of them to go to the North and South University pharmacy on the way to bring you red dates and dried goji berries"

Doki immediately raised his hand: "I need it! Please make arrangements!"

Sheng Yan smiled helplessly, but when she picked up the cup, she turned her head to look at the nearby table. In the dim light, many people couldn't see clearly——

But none of them made her feel familiar.

Sheng Yan instinctively felt that someone was nearby, and was not discouraged to find it for a while, she just dialed the milk aside, and had no intention of drinking it at all.

Not long after, God A and Brother Wan were present at the same time. Awm didn't look particularly good, but his dressing styles were all trendy brands, and his special temperament was a different kind of scenery.

Comparing with him, the black man next to him, "Look at Fenglin Night" almost hidden in the dark, is like an assassin.

The whole body exudes the breath of "You can't see me, you can't see me...".

"Little Man Waist" immediately clapped his hands: "It's decided! The truth or adventure show of drinking for a while will let Brother Wan show his true face and confess his passion to passersby!"

other people:"……!"

Watching Feng Linwan pondered silently for two seconds, then turned and left: "I remember, my live broadcast seems to be two hours away, you guys play first—"

God a, who was standing next to him, immediately raised his hand to stop him: "No, let's die together!"

"Puff, sometimes I really like you little cute people who believe in everything." Doki smiled and patted his legs and asked them to come back and sit down.

After all, the people present can be regarded as Internet celebrities to a certain extent, and the games that affect passersby should be played less, otherwise they will be dug out by some competitors or posted on the Internet, and they may be fermented into unwarranted disasters.

After more than ten minutes, everyone was almost there, and some people brought their friends.

Everyone first talked about the recent website activities. Doki and Xiao Ai are going to work hard to practice game skills, and they will join the channel with God A and Brother Wan to broadcast the game together.

Sheng Yan hadn't decided whether to participate, and chatted with "Xiaoman Waist" about the newly released medical beauty products, and Mao Buba was playing with her mobile phone next to her.

After about ten minutes in this way, Mao Buba and "Little Man Waist" appealed to drink the wine and to dry up the atmosphere.

The waiter gave this table a bit of dice, Mao Buba and "Little Man Waist", plus doki, Xiao Ai, the four began to play dice, drinking after losing, Sheng Yan carrying her own milk quietly, onlookers Their lie wars.

After a round of spelling, Mao did not pull too little to lose, and he drank too little. Xiao Ai lost the most, so he shouted immediately:

"No, no, call on Yanyan and God A. If I lose again, I won't see the sun tomorrow!"

"Then those who lose, don't drink it next time, go up and dance a striptease!"

Doki blinked and rubbed his hands.

Some of the people present are dead houses, and some are social experts, and there are too few opportunities to gather. Although this kind of exciting game is very old-fashioned, it can have a unique effect on the atmosphere.

What's more, this bar is not quiet, and you can't play a brain-burning game like Werewolf Killing that requires quietness and analysis.

Truth or dare, or using objects to solitaire, drinking, dancing and singing, etc., even the choice for this occasion.

A God and Brother Wan immediately showed horrified eyes.

Xiao Ai saw the trembling of the two ten thousand-year-old otaku, and immediately tactfully said: "Forget it, let's take a risk, is this ok!"

The two otaku nodded as if they were dead.

first round--

The smallest sum of dice is doki.

"Xianshibao always comes quickly..." Xiaoman sighed with emotion while shaking his head.

The one with the greatest number of points is not pulling hair, he thought about it, decided to play a little one, and said to her: "The truth is still a big adventure."

Doki didn't hesitate: "I, boss, fearless, of course a big adventure."

"You go to the stage to sing and dance "Let's Learn Meowing Together""

Fearless doki: "..."

She looked at her clothes, and said for a long while: "Okay, you can bet on how many seconds I will be blown down."

The people around laughed and applauded her.

"No, you are Sister D!"

Doki is very familiar with this occasion, and immediately went to find dj, watching her smile and put his hands together, winking with the dj, and soon, the music that was playing on the stage stopped--

The people on the dance floor looked towards the stage.

Doki smiled and walked up and said to everyone: "On this special day today, I must present a song to everyone to express my inner happiness..."

Then she snapped her fingers.

The dj cut the music, and the lively music rang.

The dance floor paused for a second, then someone laughed and someone sang with her.

Doki's tone is imperious, and she has a hoarse taste when she sings. In addition, she also added a little dancing gesture to force this cute and cute song to sing full of color and make everyone in the audience. Called for her!

Just let her sing a song like this--

She came down and pointed her fingers at her, and cursed with a smile: "Wait for the old lady."

Mao Buba made a flustered look, and desperately rolled the dice, trying to avoid the curse of Sister D.

Then……

Sheng Yan stared blankly at the points she had made.

Six one.

This is no one.

doki smiled and patted her shoulder: "Destiny!"

Sheng Yan: "..."

And the one with the most points is...Look at Fenglin Wan, Brother Wan.

Sheng Yan said to him piously: "Brother late, brother, be merciful."

Mao Buba and Xiaomanyao immediately booed: "Big brother, if you release the water to reduce the playability of the game, we won't be polite when it's your turn!"

So, the otaku watched Fenglin for a long time and pondered for a long time, and asked her: "The truth is still a big adventure."

Sheng Yan thought for a while, and felt that she should have nothing to say: "Speak the truth."

Kan Feng Lin asked her deeply in the evening:

"Tell a story about you and your ex."

"I like to listen to this gossip." Doki cupped his face happily.

Sheng Yan: "..."

She took a long breath and said, "Great adventure."

The people around were stunned for half a second, and then whistles sounded one after another: "If you have material, you will dig this in a while!"

Seeing Fenglin night, I was stunned for a while, and I could only rack my brains to say:

"Then...you call someone you like before—"

Watching the excitement, the little man who is not too big of a problem shook his waist: "Confession! Confession!"

Sheng Yan immediately widened her eyes, using her eyes to crazily hint at Feng Linwan's subordinates to show mercy.

Seeing that Feng Linwan is a person who is not very good at socializing, usually such people are not used to embarrassing others, so "Uh" for a moment, changed his request:

"Just make a call... read a poem, like "To the Oak""

This is the highest literary accomplishment of an otaku who loves computers.

Doki sat up straight in excitement, and immediately showed a face of horror when he heard this: "What is this, is there any strange schoolmaster among us?"

Xiao Ai struggled to find her own memory, and looked at Fenglin with a thumbs up: "Brother Wan is awesome."

Xiaomanyao is a foreign graduate student who has the highest level of literacy in the audience. When he thinks of the beginning of this poem, he smiles and bends his eyes: "Society is my late brother, and there are not many people who are ruthless."

Sheng Yan: "..."

Sheng Yan only wants to choose death.

Mao Buba has already found out the content for Sheng Yan by the powerful Baidu, and said with a smile to her: "Come on, Sister Yan, I've already found you, so I need you to call."

Sheng Yan's eyes showed a kind of unlovable emotion.

Under everyone's gaze, she tremblingly took out her mobile phone and opened the address book.

Sheng Yan took a deep breath.

She began to ask the system: "Can you help me hack Han Yuming's phone"

System: "Ah"

Sheng Yan is serious: "Just on her mobile phone, pull my number into the blacklist, okay"

So I can't get through.

Who would have thought that 222 returned her seriously: "I guess not."

222 added: "She has higher authority than mine."

Sheng Yan is heartbroken: What use do I want you

...

at the same time.

Han Yuming, who had been paying attention to her movement and staying in the corner, ordered himself a cheesy cocktail called "First Love". The alcohol taste was very weak, but grapefruit juice was added to it, which was a bit sour. There is also a bit astringent.

In short, it tastes a bit weird.

Han Yuming only took a sip and put it down.

She deliberately reduced her sense of existence, unless someone walked up to her, or she took the initiative to call the waiter, other times, even if everyone saw her, it would be like seeing an ordinary table and chair. Ignore the past.

This is also the reason why Sheng Yan knew that she was nearby, and it was difficult to find her.

In this noisy bar, the place where she stayed seemed extremely quiet.

It's like an isolated island.

Han Yuming occasionally sees where Sheng Yan is, sees her fighting with friends around her, is happy when she laughs, and when she occasionally looks down at the phone, she wonders what she will look at. When she got the cup of milk that she ordered for her, she just stared at the cup, wishing that she could turn into the glass and be gently held in her hand.

However……

In the end, Sheng Yan just chatted with her friends in few words, put the glass of milk aside, and never touched it again.

As a result, Han Yuming's full-hearted expectation was also lost, only to feel that he was like the cup of milk, when she was sent to her, her face was reflected by the light, but once she was pushed When I opened it, I was in the corner immediately, and there was no sense of presence left.

Han Yuming couldn't stop losing his heart, and it took a long time before he could barely comfort himself:

"She didn't know you were there, so she wouldn't just drink the drinks given by strangers. This is a sign of safety consciousness, isn't it"

It took a long time before she let herself go.

After Han Yuming came back, she wanted to expand and expand her heart, so that she would not be able to bear the ups and downs because of Sheng Yan's every move.

She wondered, if she could be more tolerant and generous, would she feel much better

that's all--

She absently watched Sheng Yan's friend step onto the stage, while trying to make herself less fussy through self-persuasion, trying to block her brain.

result……

When the music tunes came together, she was a little confused.

"Let's learn to cat meow together, meow meow meow meow together..." The familiar tone once rang very closely in her ears.

Thinking of the time when she became Mei Aoxue, when she forced Sheng Yan to sing in her ears, Han Yuming couldn't help smiling, and then frowned quickly.

She didn't want Sheng Yan to also sing this song to others on stage.

Such a cute person, she doesn't want to share it with others.

She wished she could make some black cover to cover Sheng Yan, and no one would show it.

After walking and listening to the song, Han Yuming watched Sheng Yan's table seriously.

She can roughly guess that they are playing games.

Then, Han Yuming sincerely prayed that Sheng Yan would not be drawn or be drawn.

Can……

God seemed to be mean to sympathize with her.

When Han Yuming saw that the eyes of the whole table were focused on Sheng Yan, he subconsciously squeezed the other person's sweat.

Obviously she is still far away, far away from Sheng Yan's table, and did not participate in the game, but she is more nervous than anyone in the room.

For a moment, Han Yuming really wanted to violate the rules, look back at the time of the entire world, and then help Sheng Yan a little cheat from a distance, helping her change the points on the dice.

that's all--

Another long half-minute passed.

She saw Sheng Yan take out her mobile phone reluctantly.

At that moment, Han Yuming's heart jumped wildly.

She guessed that Sheng Yan's content was related to other people.

Han Yuming wondered who she would call

She looked at Sheng Yan's mobile phone from a distance, as if she wanted to launch a dynamic brain wave to connect the other party's mobile phone signal with her own.

I don’t know if her heart is too strong, too noisy, so God can’t ignore it even if he wants to ignore it, so—

Next second.

Han Yuming heard his cell phone ringing coldly on the table.

...

Sheng Yan plucked up the courage and prepared to dial.

She told herself this was for the gaming experience.

However, there was another small voice in her heart quietly asking her: "Is it true?"

Sheng Yan filtered out the small voice.

Before pressing the call button, she raised her eyes and said to everyone: "It's so noisy here, she may not be able to hear it clearly, and she may hang up after hearing half of it."

"It doesn't matter! Saying the first sentence is enough hahahaha!" Doki clapped his hands excitedly.

Sheng Yan raised her eyebrows helplessly, and pulled out.

The beep sounded only once, and the other side was connected.

"Hey"

Han Yuming's voice was still as calm as he played. Under the noisy background, Sheng Yan couldn't hear the slight tremor in her voice.

Hearing the sound quality, the friends around Sheng Yan were shocked.

Doki patted Xiao Ai's leg, with his eyes crazily hinting: "Girl, I rely on Yanyan to like women."

Xiao Ai also opened his eyes in shock.

Watching Feng Linwan was silent for a few seconds, and pulled a toward him.

a God was caught off guard by him, and he leaned on the table with one hand, turned around to look at him, and asked with his eyes, "What are you doing?"

Kan Feng Linwan said with a desperate expression that he was going to die.

The material he unintentionally dug up is really big.

Xiaoman Waist and Mao looked at Sheng Yan with admiration.

Sheng Yan was also a little at a loss. She didn't expect Han Yuming to pick up so quickly...

It's like, like waiting for her call all the time.

A few seconds later, Sheng Yan cleared her throat, grabbed Mao's mobile phone as if she was dead, and read the content of the poem.

At first glance, her newly opened lips closed again.

"Hey Yanyan."

Han Yuming over there didn't hear her talking, and was a little worried that she would hang up the phone, so he said again.

Sheng Yan: "..." I really want to die.

But the game has been played, the phone calls have been made, and now it is too disappointing. Everyone is waiting for her to operate this wave of passionate love poetry.

Sheng Yan took a deep breath and said dumbly:

"If I love you—"

Han Yuming was stunned on the other end of the phone.

No one saw her lips move, and almost responded to Sheng Yan's words.

However, Sheng Yan's next sentence quickly appeared:

"It's definitely not like a climbing trumpet creeper, borrowing your high branches to show off."

After the first sentence is exported, the subsequent row is much easier than the paragraph export.

"If I love you, I will never learn from infatuated birds and repeat monotonous songs for the green shade; it will not only be like a source, which brings cool comfort all year round; it will not only be like a dangerous peak, increasing your height and setting off your majesty... "

Han Yuming lowered his eyes and listened to the voices uttered by the phone.

She followed silently in her heart:

"I must be a kapok next to you, standing with you as a tree. The roots are tightly held in the ground; the leaves are touching in the clouds."

"Every gust of wind passed, we greeted each other. But no one understood our words."

"You have your copper branches and iron trunks, like knives, swords, and halberds; I have my red flowers, like heavy sighs, like a brave torch."

"We share the cold wave, the wind and thunder, and the thunderbolt; we share the mist, the flow of the mist, and the red neon. It seems to be separated forever, but we are dependent on each other for life. This is the great love, and the steadfastness is here."

"Love, not only for your stalwart body, but also for the position you insist on, the land under your feet."

After the last sentence fell, both sides of the phone were silent.

Sheng Yan blinked slowly, her long eyelashes split the colorful lights falling above her head, and the light gaps dotted her eyes, making her pupils sparkle like diamonds.

But her mood is not so bright.

She thought of the worlds she and Han Yuming had traveled together.

Thought of this poem again.

After a while, she pulled her lips silently, and said:

"Feel sorry--"

At the same time, Han Yuming looked at the phone in silence, but couldn't help repeating the poem sentence by sentence in his heart.

She thought, if Sheng Yan read this poem to her from the heart, it would be fine.

I don't know where the impulse came from, but Hua Baihe had been talking about her for a whole night and she didn't take the initiative. Then she smiled slowly and spoke with Sheng Yan:

"I love you."

"There is no if."

The author has something to say: Today is two in one!

I wish you happy reading! ! !

Do I have the courage to pre-harvest new pits today!

Have!

Collect it! Collect it! (Yelling loudly)